Rappin Japanese Boy Toys

Just for the record. . .

Boy Bands = Bad Idea
Japanese Rappers = Bad Idea

Japanese Rapping Boy Bands?
There is a special place in hell for you

I love sports. Not for playing – that’s much too sweaty and dirty. No, I like to lead the cheering section. I have lots of favorite teams and cheerleading outfits in all the right colors. It’s especially fun when my friends come over and the other girls dress up with me. We sit on the floor and play with each other’s pom-poms during the game, and then we jump up and do bouncy cheers when the commercials come on. The guys seem to like that. Even when their team isn’t doing well, our dances always make them smile.

Usually, they get distracted when the game comes back on, but last night I discovered a way that keeps Daddy’s attention. I was doing my best bouncy cheer when, oopsie! …my panties kinda fell down somehow. I dunno how, ’cause I wasn’t tryin’ to make them do it. It just happened! I didn’t get in trouble, though. Daddy said he liked my cheering, and his team was losing anyway. So, we went into the bedroom to celebrate. I thought celebrating was only for when you win, but I’m not complaining ’cause playing with Daddy is even more fun than watching the game!

Every day I go to work and sit behind a desk.
Well… except Saturday and Sunday. I don’t usually have to go to work on those days.

So I guess it’s almost every day.

Uhm… okay, where was I? Oh ya!

They have these silly rules about what I can wear. I’m not allowed to have pigtails and my fluffy bunny slippers are a big no-no. On the outside, I have to look like a grown-up and be all serious and stuff.

I’ve got a secret though. Promise not to tell?

Underneath the stuffy business suits, I love to wear extra special panties and bras. They always match and I have lots to choose from depending on my mood. There are the frilly pink ones with bows for when I’m feeling girly, and then there is the black lace set with the crotch-less panties for when I’m feeling naughty. I have to make lots of trips to the bathroom when I’m wearing those.

My boss has an office with a door. I think I’ll go have a talk with him about the dress code. D’ya think if I showed him my prettiest panties he might be willing to talk about something more than Casual Friday?

mmmm foam...

I’m lucky enough to live someplace with lots of private outdoor space.

Today, I took advantage of that and decided to do my shaving out on the porch. Daddy didn’t come help this time, but he thought it was a great idea.

Apparently he hasn’t forgotten the shaving cream incident, even though I said I was sorry and got the curtains dry cleaned and everything.

I have problems sometimes with pantyhose.

How can they be so tight and so easy to rip all at the same time?

They can make a tinfoil blanket that will keep you warm but they can’t make pantyhose that don’t shred? That doesn’t seem right. I think maybe someone is not putting enough thought into this issue. Maybe they could make pantyhose out of that special space age material? Sparkly foil colored pantyhose. I’d Wear Those!

I bet they would even reflect lasers and stuff. You’d be like a super hero wearing them!

Now why can’t someone at the pantyhose company think like that? That would make pantyhose worth wearing.